"Boom!"

The blood-colored soil, in the form of a hundred-foot high wave, surged out of the formation, stretching for hundreds of miles.

At the top of the dirt waves, the blood mist is vast and the rules are dense.

In the center of the blood mist, a figure condensed, looking down at Nan Yan, with a sense of majesty over the world, and said: "Senior, I have no malicious intent, I just hope that my predecessor can leave the Sword God Temple." ”

Nan Yan smiled lightly: "Do you think you are qualified to discuss the conditions with this one?" ”

Hearing this, the bloody mud man was silent.

It didn't know how strong Nan Yan was, but it felt that Nan Yan's aura was unfathomable, and he was definitely a strong man with great freedom and immeasurability, even stronger, far beyond its control.

Suddenly, the brilliance of the Sword Source Divine Tree was obviously dimmed.

In the Sword God Temple, there was a gust of yin wind, cold and biting, accompanied by wisps of black mist long bridge.

Darkness devours light, and the rain of sword light is fading.

In the temple, in the direction where the Sword Soul Tai was located, a black streamer flew out rapidly.

In the black streamer, there was a sharp weapon wrapped in a sharp weapon, which flashed with strange lines, as if it could penetrate space and time, and accurately locked Nanyan.

The evil in the Sword Soul Tai had long been ready to move, and at this moment, when the light of the Sword Source Divine Tree had dissipated, they had finally made a move.

"Boom!"

Nan Yan slapped out with one palm, and a bright handprint fell from the sky, shattering the shadow and suppressing the black weapon.

The Blood Clay Man said anxiously: "Senior, the Divine Tree has just begun to extinguish, and they can't wait to make a move, so let's leave." ”

Even though Nan Yan's strength was unfathomable, it still didn't feel that Nan Yan could handle the Sword Soul Tai.

Nanyan was a little curious: "Why are you helping me?" ”

There was no fear of the sword soul in his tone, couldn't he run away if he couldn't beat it?

"There is no grudge between me and my predecessors, and if I can make a good relationship because of this, it will naturally be the best." The Bloody Clay Man said calmly.

Nan Yan ignored it, his eyes staring at the Sword Source Divine Tree.

Under the tree, an old figure with a staff in hand sat cross-legged.

The wind blew, and a rain of light engulfed the trunk of the tree and the old figure.

Gone!

The scene just now was like an illusion.

Not an illusion.

Nan Yan said in a deep voice: "Great Elder? ”

The Blood Clay Man was stunned: "Great Elder? What Great Elder? ”

At this moment, a black pool appeared behind the clouds, like a huge eye.

There was a shadow under the black pool-like eyes, and in the shadows, two figures stood.

One is the image of a woman, whose face is invisible, like a black silhouette, extremely tall and beautiful.

The other is the form of a large bird, also with a black silhouette.

Although they are two silhouettes, they are both very powerful, and they are the level of the king's honor.

Who would have thought that the Sword God Temple hidden deep in the Dark Triangular Star Domain would hide so many God Kings and Divine Venerables, if they were in charge of the Sword God Temple and descended to the outside world, it would inevitably cause an uproar.

Nan Yan was very suspicious that the ancient monuments left by the ancestors of the Sword God Temple would come out of the earth-shaking ancient powerhouses and intervene in the current world.

For example, in the temple of Mal in their heavenly realm, an ancient ancestor has already descended, and this ancestor is still the ancestor of Nanyan.

Not only that, such as the Wa Palace in the Pangu Realm, the Asura Divine Mountain of the Shura Clan, the Demon Ancestor Ridge in the Demon God Realm, the Kongming Ruins in the Wanxu Realm, and the Dragon Nest in the Tianlong Realm, have they really disappeared? Isn't there a remnant soul of the ancient powerhouse?

Many ancient lands that have been buried for hundreds of millions of years may not have disappeared.

It's like the Sword Temple, but it's hidden in a secret place like the Dark Triangular Star Field.

As for the ancestral realm of all walks of life and all races, it is even more unpredictable, and perhaps has an even more formidable power.

The real troubled times are coming step by step.

The Blood Clay Man communicated with the black pool-like eyes, and the momentum on the two became stronger and stronger.

The black clouds and the blood-colored mist collided together, forming a thunderous roar, and the divine power collided, and the space boiled, scattering a lot of the sword source light and rain.

"If there is any means, just use it to force us to withdraw from the Sword God Temple, don't think about it!"

A section of the heavenly ladder flew up, turned into ten thousand swords, and slashed into the sword soul.

The big bird form and black silhouette released their divine power together, derived supernatural powers, formed a long river of yellow springs, and dense stone mountains, blocking the stone ladder from the sword soul Tai.

The sound of collision there was intense, and the fluctuations of divine power were terrifying, and the brilliance was like the destruction of the world.

At this time, Nan Yan made a move, and saw that Nan Yan was wrapped in the light divine fire, and there were countless white-gold divine patterns rising and falling in it, one by one, like a galaxy, imprinted in the void, brilliant and brilliant.

"Great Light Mudra!" Nan Yan Langlang said.

Only the white-gold god-patterned handprint blooms with dazzling light throughout the body, and the whole body is overflowing with bright rhyme.

"Boom!"

The whole body of the crystal handprint is like the hand of the gods, towards the opposite black silhouette and the black bird suddenly slammed down, in an instant the heaven and earth reversed, day and darkness intertwined, like a divine sun falling, about to burst out of the hottest light, destroying all things in heaven and earth.

The black silhouette and the big black bird, the moment they were hit by the handprint, disappeared, and there was no wind and waves.

Light is the nemesis of all evil in the world, not to mention, Nan Yan's cultivation is far beyond the black silhouette and the black bird.

In the Sword Soul Tai, a large amount of black air flowed out, and a second huge black puddle-like eye appeared, and two evil eyes were about to rush out of the Sword Soul Tai.

The two eyes seemed to be liquid, with ripples of water inside, and they were huge and hung upside down in the air.

The power of evil shines out from the eyes, corrodes the earth, and awes the heart.

It's just a pair of eyes, and it doesn't reveal its true nature.

The blood clay man, who had been fighting with it, showed a solemn expression and said, "After so many years, we have been at peace with each other, and today, is there finally a decisive battle?" Seniors, please help the juniors, after this battle, the juniors will lead the Sword God Temple to join the seniors. ”

Tiantai also hurriedly echoed: "Yes, senior! The younger generation is also willing to take refuge in the seniors. ”

In its opinion, Nanyan cultivates to the sky, and he must be a hegemon in the outside world.

At this time, in the depths of the sword soul, a figure with four eyes walked out, wearing a long-sleeved robe, ears like a fan, a nose three feet long, and a human body, but with a head similar to an elephant.

Behind him, the dark light is thousands of miles, manifesting towering cities, winding rivers, and mountains of corpses and a sea of blood.

Spooky.

He seems to have stepped out of time and space, with a simple charm on his body, but he also has a great power, which cannot be compared with ordinary kings and venerables.

"Xiangfa Tian, you still have a remnant soul left in the world?" Nanyan smiled lightly.

Xiangfa Tian was a supreme power of the underworld in the past, who had sealed the heavens, which was older than Yin Xuetian, and Yin Xuetian defeated him to establish the honor of the first strongest person in the underworld.

This is a figure from the time of the Great Emperor of Fudomei.